#silver looks like riku fr fr

[slayerkid]

Bro I wasn't mentally ready to see Gordon Ramsay scream at my boi Silver

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I doesnt have enough Ramsey for Rook, Riddle and Jamil

[halchron]

thought I was going crazy but young sephiroth really does look like riku lmao

[system-of-a-feather]

Man, okay so shits going in the right direction and all and we are getting better but GOD was this week so far so so so so so god awful mental health wise. Huge L week fr fr, but in stereotypical Riku fashion, a list of silver linings to it all to give myself some closure on this stupid week as it starts to get better

While this is easily the worst we've felt in a year or so, it is also the worst we've felt in A YEAR OR SO and we are - all things considered - relatively fine.

Exhausted, spent, low on spoons, vaguely fragile and kinda unstable, tired, dissociated, but we are very much coping and handling it and making it through. Even the worst part of this week would have been considered a "good" week a few years ago, so while this is the worst we've felt in a year or so **THIS** being the worst and "wrecking us" this bad is a testament to now much we've healed.

It hard reset out worsening negativity and apathetic nature to our work (as we were just happy to have something ELSE to keep us busy with) which, if we can keep it up, should get us through the next few months until we hopefully hear back from one of the places we applied to and/or get progress and feedback on our PhD and thus the burn out / emotional burn out from work will be much more negligible.

That shit was getting pretty bad so thank god. Shit was getting miserable.

We're still making progress with getting top surgery, difficulties in place or not, it is still progress.

And progress is progress, small or not, every step in a marathon counts to the goal. We also have an appointment for a second opinion in place.

We ARE given motivation to get back get back to actually moderating our eating to the standards we'd prefer.

We've been meaning to as it is healthier, makes us feel healthier, has us cooking more which is good for us mentally, and often is cheaper but we've been returning to being lax on it due to us tapping out due to general stress. Additionally, our medical team is actually looking into testing oral medications for weight loss which we can humor and see which might be nice in the case we just have a medical issue here

Was forced to address that I need support with my fiance who - partially on my own fault - has been rather codependent and neglectful to our emotional needs as he's been struggling.

Which in turn made us actually bring shit out in the open and have a productive conversation about boundaries and our individual needs and limitations as well as better ways to support eachother which was REALLY needed in hindsight as we had basically fallen into our old counterdependent ways which we swore off of years ago.

Was able to validate that we have a support network that we can rely on now and that they'd do their best to support us even if we are acting VERY frightening and stressful

Cause XIV was thinking of hospitalizing himself because of how he genuinely was thinking and feeling and I know for a fact three different people were aware of how serious he was considering it because they told us later and we're like "haha... yeah" (but actually with more than just that obv, just that I aint posting the details on that conversation to the public)

Found out a funny thing, cause I think when we are REALLY stressed we also kind of fall into Fei at this point too .

Just a fun note of our healing direction cause Fei apparently is both the "I'm stressed" and "Im at blissful peace" mode which is interesting to say the least.

This week has been fucking HELL but hey, it's been a productive and effective hell.

[sillykittyff14]

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(You know I think I will answer this with all of my characters, just because it’ll be fun!

Ariaut Tis’falin:

"A memory about being alone? I.. I guess.. one might say that my entire life was ‘alone’. I really did not have many friends, my father saw to that. He sequestered me away from everyone to keep me from having much of a life. His idea was to keep tight reigns upon me to use me as a marriage token, but I had other ideas. I spent a lot of my years playing the piano and taking care of the rose gardens. I spent a lot of time there. He did not approve of course, but when I left.. or as he banished me, I felt more alone then ever before. No family.. no friends. I had to strive to make some and while I did a few.. the first time I was ‘ever’ not really ‘alone’.. is when Vaughn Antain strode up and said hello.. I have not been lonely since.”

Illaridan Tis’falin: 

“Mmm, a hard one that. Being alone is something I can fair say has not been a case for me. I have always had a maid or man to keep me company, as well as the time I spent with my little brother, Ariaut..” he thinks softly as his hand runs along his jaw. ��There was one small bit of time, nearly a year and a half. That I spent so much time helping my young lad of a brother.. that I can say my nights at the Inn’s were lonely. Quiet. Soundless. The tapping of a quill against parchment the only thing I can dare say I had. Those were lonely times, but spent as such or a good reason..”

Kit’a Nehvir:

“Mmm.. l-lonliness.. yes.. those things are n-not ever n-n-nice..” he squares his shoulders forwards and looks around as if some eyes might be watching, even if they were not. “When I was a kit.. I was taken b-by someone. Sold into servitude of sorts. They t-treated m-me badly.. and.. I c-couldn’t get away.” his tail flicks around with nervousness as he speaks. “Th-they kept m-me locked in a room.. alone.. f-for years...” he frowns suddenly and stops talking. “I c-can’t.. I can’t s-say more.. n-no..” he finds tears welling up in his eyes as he recalls these days alone. So alone.

L’iasin Tia:

“A-lone?” he questions, his tail thumping behind him like a wild thing, head tilts a bit in confusion as he squats like a Miqo’te usually does. “No..? Yes?” he wasn’t at all sure what the other meant. “Tree sleep.. good! Tree... uh... f-f-fr--en--d?” he questions himself as he couldn’t really say it himself properly. It’s apparent he really doesn’t speak much common. Oops..

Riku:

“Ahh, an odd question, to be sure.” he runs his fingertips over his dark scaled chin, of Xaelan birth it seems. His long silver streaked black hair flounces in the wind as he speaks. “My my, you are a questioning one.” he sighs and shrugs a bit, smirking softly with a staff resting over his legs. “I wander much, a lot more then most would like. A wandering healer is I, who takes up ward wherever I can to sooth and heal their wounds or assist in other ways. I cannot rightly say I have been ‘alone’ too often, but there was a vast period of time after my Miqo’te teacher passed on; that I was left alone, bereft of any roof and food. I then took onto my wondering ways. Is it a lonely existence? Some might agree, but when you are able to see such grande surroundings.. tree’s, birds, plants, flowers? Are you truly ever alone?”